Title: I..do?
Rating: NC-17 overall
Parts: 5 actually - there are two endings to this because I couldn't
decide which to go with
Fandom: Labyrinth
Disclaimer: Henson owns labyrinth, myself and thor and borscht and other
original characters are my creation in an attempt to be funny
Summary: this was spawned out of an incident at school and a running joke
that somehow Jareth and I got hitched in Vegas. I couldn't let it lay.
This is also way back when I cared about my integrity, LOL
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I...do?
I gladly finished filling in the annoying little boxes on the
scantron sheet off my biology lab final and ran from the room as fast as I
could. Visions of microscopes and models of body parts had haunted my
dreams all week, but finally, it was over! The test hadn’t been all
that difficult, but it could have been a lot better if it was blown up
and scattered through oblivion. I had intended to go on to the computer
lab to work on my stories and do some puppetry research when the hill
in the middle of campus caught my eye. It slopes quite gradually and is
very peaceful... surrounded by a circle of trees with others behind them
and partially facing a partially hidden lake, on a cloudless day it
could be mistaken for the Earthling album cover. Well, maybe not
mistaken, but it’s a close match. Sighing at the warm breeze, I
immediately scaled the hill and plopped down underneath a tree. Closing
my eyes behind my sunglasses, I smiled. No more finals until
Thursday... for right now I had hours of peace and qui-
"Hey, don’t you have studying to do!!?" I sat up at that screeching
voice. No. No, it couldn’t be. Not now!!! Not when I was so close to
finally relaxing!!!!!!!!! Biting my lip and hoping it had been a cruel
trick of the wind, I turned to see Thor sitting beside me.
"Thor, what do you want?!" I asked, as nicely as I could.
"I’m lonely!" I had never seen a goblin pout before... I must say,
it’s an improvement.
"So stop playing in the Bog!" I hissed, getting the feeling I wasn’t
going to get my peace and quiet.
"But I’m BORED! I was having fun in the throne room, but his Majesty
got angry and decided since you’re now co-ruler, you have to take
responsibility for your subjects." My, someone was in a whiny mood! His
remarks about Jareth, though, sent bile coursing through my system.
Instinctively, I glanced down at the ring on my left hand. It seemed so
innocent, glittering in the sunlight. I should’ve known he’d pull stuff
like this.
"WHAT?" I glared at the goblin, who returned my stare with an innocent
look... but not too innocent.
"That’s what he said!" This was ridiculous! First Jareth takes me out
and we accidentally get hitched in Vegas, then he doesn’t talk to me
for days, and now he expected me to keep his subjects entertained?!"
Any thoughts as to how the situation was completely amusing left my
head as I realized I still hadn’t gotten the divorce papers.
"Thor... what about those divorce forms I’m supposed to sign?"
"His Highness has them... he says he won’t hand them over unless... " My
eyes narrowed at that statement. This was cruel, even for Jareth!
"We didn’t even mean to get married!!!!! He doesn’t want this,
either... he had –better- hand those papers over!!!" I exploded, shrieking
like a banshee on a bad hair day.
"Well... maybe you can talk to him... I certainly can’t!"
"You’re right... I’m gonna need a really good lawyer... he’s going down!"
I
bellowed, taking a crystal out of my nine ton army bag. (They work so
much better than regular book bags!) Wishing hard, I quickly
transported Thor and myself to the Underground. Looking around, I
realized that we were in the Goblin City, right in front of an
attorney’s office. "Welcome to the Law Firm of Lamb, Curry, and Rice... "
I read out loud, wondering when a gag from Rocky and Bullwinkle had
worked its way into the labyrinth.
"Are you sure this place is decent?"
"Of course... the owner is my uncle!" Thor replied indignantly. That
explained it. Shrugging, I walked inside with Thor on my heels.
"I need an excellent lawyer... I’m in the middle of a divorce and I wanna
make this guy pay!" OK, so I really shouldn’t have been that ambitious,
but I had not had the best of mornings. A short, stocky goblin with
glasses looked at me from across a table.
"Uh... OK, sure! I’ll be glad to help."
"Fantastic!" I crowed, glad that everything was finally working out. He
began to take out some forms and other various paperwork.
"One question, though, before we begin... "
"Yes?"
"What’s a divorce?" Who-boy... maybe this was going to be a little harder
than I had thought...
After examining the facts and going over our goals, I felt a little
better. Thor’s uncle was a pretty good lawyer, for a goblin. He hastily
sent a messenger to Jareth to arrange a meeting. Soon, we received our
reply.
"We’re going to meet him at the castle in an hour... he’s prepping his
attorney and then we’ll get this settled once and for all!"
"Great! How much do I owe you... oh, get it from Jareth... he’ll be
paying
for this," I said, smirking. I’d show his royal Tightness what happened
when he thought his way was supreme...
**********
2
Jareth sat sprawled across his throne, lazily watching his
goblins as his lawyer droned on and on. He wasn’t worried... he knew he
had the best. If she wanted to play, he’d play and win. The monarch
turned his attention back to the elderly, serious bearded Fae sitting
at a table in front of him.
"So you will be able to pull this off?"
"Of course, your Majesty... I’ve done it many times before."
"Good." There was no way a mortal was going to make him look like an
idiot. Especially not a listian. Deep down he knew that he was
partially responsible for what had happened, but it had been an
accident! Now she was taking things way too far!
Jareth turned his head to the door as a loud banging started to echo
through the room. Rolling his eyes, he turned to his lawyer.
"She always did have a flair for the dramatic." Shaking his head, he
gestured and the doors swung open, revealing Thor, another goblin that
was trying to look professional, and his –dear- wife. He didn’t make a
move to get up or acknowledge their presence; no way was he going to
let her best him. Instead he looked away, crossing his arms over his
chest and pretending to be extremely fascinated by the walls.
"I see you got my message... you may set up at that table," he said,
gesturing to the piece of furniture in the middle of the room. "Thor, I
see you recommended your Uncle Borsht... suddenly things are looking
brighter... for me," Jareth added, smirking as the goblin’s briefcase fell
apart and papers went flying. By the look on Selah’s face, she was
beginning to see which way things would go. "I must say, I am
impressed." Borsht took it as a compliment and grinned stupidly and the
king could tell that his queen was resisting the urge to drop-kick him
across the room. "So you are adjusting to your new duties, hmm?" She
merely narrowed her eyes at him dangerously before helping the goblin
lawyer collect the scattered forms.
"There are some duties, Jareth, that I wouldn’t do even if you gave me
my dreams." She smirked at his scowl. He was not going to let her beat
him!
"I must say I have been quite generous... "
"By not once coming tome so we could talk this out? Let me
guess... you’ve been consoling yourself with other... visits. Well I’m
sorry
you’re not happy bout this, but neither am I! And you can’t ignore what
you’ve done! It’s ridiculous!" He blinked in confusion at that.
"What are you talking about?" Before she could reply, her
lawyer intervened.
"I am sorry, but there will be no more talking about this subject
until we sit down for this meeting!"
"Which can begin right now," the Fae attorney stated, looking up as
the others sat down.
Stretching slightly, Jareth rose up from his throne in one graceful
motion before taking his place at the table alongside his attorney. At
Selah’s curious glance he was happy to make the introductions. "Do
forgive me, dear... this is Jahen, my attorney... the best in the
Underground... but I’m sure yours is just as capable." His smirk became a
wicked grin as she turned and saw that Borscht was occupying himself by
jamming pencils up his nose. Glaring, she kicked the goblin under the
table.
"What? I’m just warming up, here!" he exclaimed confidently.
Whimpering almost inaudibly, Selah laid her head in a palm, trying not
to show signs of defeat. Things were going perfectly.
3
I sighed as the meeting got underway... things were not looking good.
"All right, then... let’s see here... basically all my client wants is a
clean break from this relationship. No mentions in tabloids or talk
shows or anything of that nature-"
I interrupted J’s lawyer immediately. "I wouldn’t do that anyway! I’m
not as cruel as some people in this room... you don’t have to put me on a
gag order... I can behave-"
"Speaking of gag, I think we might need one to get through this little
get-together," Jareth interrupted, smiling sweetly at me. I glared and
folded my arms over my chest.
"As I was saying... we really don’t want that much... merely privacy
about
this matter... a clean break, and all your client’s David Bowie albums."
"WHAT?"
"What’s yours is mine dear... I’m just looking out for you... you also
forgot to mention that I want her Star Wars collection as well," he
added, glancing over at Jahen. I felt my face turning all the colors of
the rainbow and decided to just keep my mouth shut.
"No deal... we want twenty-five percent of his magic, a small section of
the labyrinth, and all of your client’s fabric softener," Borsht
replied, his attention diverted as a chicken ran across the room.
Irritated, I yanked him back down into his chair as he tried to give
chase.
"What? Then how am I supposed to where my tights!?" Jareth growled,
glaring at me. I snickered quietly and exchanged grins with Thor. That
little guy was really eating this up, for some strange reason. I
briefly wondered when legal issues were so entertaining to goblins.
"I am not giving you my magic! I need it to maintain my kingdom!!"
"Please, you use it mostly to change clothes and freshen up your
make-up!" I bit back, leaning forward in my chair. "Maybe now it would
be put to good use!"
"And maybe you’d gain a little respect without those stupid obsessions
of yours!" Jareth replied, leaning forward as well.
"Stupid obsessions? Labyrinth just happens to be one of those ‘stupid
obsessions,’ moron!!"
He glanced back at his attorney before replying. "You see, she’s being
difficult! She can never be serious and then she has to get violent... "
"Do you mean abuse?" Jahen asked, scribbling on a notepad.
"I DO NOT ABUSE YOU, JARETH!!!!" I yelled, standing up so fast I
knocked the chair over.
"Emotional, anyway," J said, ignoring my outburst.
"Why you... " I snarled.
"You see? Totally incorrigible... I can’t believe I married you!" He
practically spat the words out.
My eyes narrowed to slits. "It wasn’t like I knew what was going
on!!!"
"Well, neither did I!!!"
"THEN WHY ARE YOU BEING SO DIFFICULT!!!??"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!???"
"You... you... let me see!" I said, managing to find some sort of
composure.
"First you don’t stop by for days... then you send Thor to me to be
baby-sat, and you withhold the divorce papers until I give into your
demands and-" I didn’t even have time to catch my breath before he
interjected.
"What in blazes are you referring to?"
"Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about!!!"
His tone softened slightly. "Who’s pretending? Darling, I honestly
haven’t a clue!"
Rolling my eyes in disgust, I righted the chair and plunked myself into
it."What happened this afternoon! I was enjoying a nice peaceful rest
when Thor shows up and says he’s bored and that you told him to come to
me because I should get used to my queenly duties!!!"
"I never did that... "
"Well then I don’t know who did! Besides that, he says you’re holding
the paperwork hostage until I give in to your desires!"
"Selah, have a little heart! Do you honestly think I’d be –that- cruel?
Before you answer that, I wouldn’t! I don’t even have the papers! I
haven’t even signed them yet... I gave them to Thor to have you look over
them... "
At that both our eyes widened with realization, then narrowed.
"THOR!!!" we both yelled, turning to where the goblin had been sitting.
The chair was empty. I looked up as movement caught my eye and turned
to see a small goblin hastily trying to escape the throne room unseen.
He turned to face us at the mention of his name.
"Uh... heeheehee... I think this is all a big misunderstanding... I’m
gonna go
now... " He started to run, but Jareth had materialized between him and
the door.
"And just where would you be off to in such a hurry?"
"Well... I thought maybe you two would like to continue your fightin’ in
private... really isn’t something I should be seeing, as entertaining as
it is... " he added, cackling slightly.
"You mean you did all this for –entertainment-?!!?!?!!" I yelled,
quickly losing my composure again.
"Well... ya gots to admit it was kinda funny... "
"Funny... FUNNY????!!!! You lied and kept the paperwork because you
thought it was FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!??????"
"Pretty much, yeah," he said, shrugging. At that I lost it.
"Why you-" I began to charge towards the now-terrified goblin but was
suddenly held back. I resisted the urge to elbow Jareth as he struggled
to keep his grip on me.
"Darling, easy! You’re not going to get anywhere by losing your
temper!"
"Look who’s talking! Just let me go... I promise I’ll make it swift and
mostly painless... just let me at him!!!!!!!!!!!!" I stopped struggling at
his chuckling. Turning as much as I could in his arms, I gave him a
"what the blazes is so fraggin funny?" look.
"Your spunk is amusing, darling, but I wouldn’t waste it on a goblin.
I’ll take care of him... "
"The Bog?" I asked, smiling a cruelly sweet smile at Thor.
"Oh, no... that’s been done too often... I was thinking more along the
lines
of manual labor... " I glanced back at Jareth and we both grinned before
turning back to Thor.
"I’m not gonna like this much... am I?" he managed to mutter.
"No... you’re definitely not." I added my own smirk to J’s statement and
watched in satisfaction as Thor was transported to other parts of the
castle to begin his tasks.
Jareth loosened his grip on me slightly as he turned to address the
lawyers. "I don’t think we’ll be needing you anymore, gentlemen... the
lady and I can handle the rest on our own.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive... I have a feeling our requests were fuelled by anger... and
now
there’s no need for them. We’ll handle things." Nodding, Borscht and
Jahen left the throne room, shaking their heads in confusion. "Your
payments are in the mail!" he called after them, and I wondered exactly
how he planned to mail boxes of peaches.
"Well... at least that’s been taken care of!" I said, breaking the sudden
silence.
"Yes, that’s true."
"So now all we need to do is sign the papers? Augh, Thor still has
them!!!"
"I’ll get them back, don’t worry... I’m sorry you had to be put through
this."
I turned to face him, completely surprised by his simple tone.
"What?"
"I honestly didn’t mean for all this to happen... "
"Yeah, I know... I was just too intent on having fun before finals... I
have
to admit, it’s been interesting. Even though we haven’t been around
each other for the entire length of our marriage," I said wryly. He
returned my smile.
"Why don’t you stay for dinner... you don’t have anything else to do?"
"I don’t think so... you sure?"
"It would honor me if the Goblin Queen would grace me with her
company," he replied, a teasing smile playing across his features.
"Then it would be an honor for me to join you," I said, grinning.
4
I casually glanced up at J as I began to eat the wonderful meal
he had had made for our dining pleasure. I paused slightly as I watched
the candlelight dance in his eyes, and something deep inside me that
had been struggling to be kept bottled up during the past few days
resurfaced. At times it was almost an honor to have this entire little
incident happen... I vaguely wondered what it would be like to be his
wife... but I knew that I valued my freedom and had plenty of time to get
married if I so choose later in life. Besides, Jareth felt the same
way... we were simply two completely free spirits. But still... it did
have
its moments...
Absently, I smoothed the skirt of the sleeveless lavender gown I was
wearing before daring to speak.
"So... how have you been?" I asked, then realized how incredibly dumb
that sounded. He either didn’t mind or didn’t notice.
"I’ve been well... preparing for our trip, you know... " his voice faded
as
our eyes met. Sighing, I returned my gaze to my plate. It was so
difficult to deal with things sometimes...
"You know... we’ve managed to stay married for almost six days now... I
believe that’s a record for both of us. This deserves a toast."
Smiling, he conjured two glasses filled to the brim with peach wine. We
both took one look at them and winced... that was what had gotten us into
this situation in the first place! Smiling sheepishly, the king waved
his hand again, changing the contents to pure, crystal-clear water. "To
us."
I hesitated slightly before replying... did I want to acknowledge that
there might be mutual interest between us or not? Working up my nerve,
I decided that he probably knew as much, anyway.
"To us," I replied, letting my glass meet his with a musical clink.
Slowly I let myself sip my drink, trying to put from my mind what my
heart was feeling. As I set it back on the table and began to withdraw
my hand, Jareth suddenly reached out and took it. I moved my gaze to
meet his, wondering what on earth he was thinking... could it be the same
thing that I was? I momentarily lost myself in the intensity of his
gaze and the light circling of his fingertips against my wrist. Trying
again to obtain my hand, I began to pull away, but he leaned forward,
not about to let go.
"I can’t, Jareth... I can’t and I won’t. You know that."
"I know... " he sighed, brushing his fingertips lightly against my wrist.
"But I can always hope, can’t I?"
"Who knows... maybe one of these days I’ll totally lose my mind and give
in... " At that he laughed.
"You, give in? Isn’t that a contradiction in terms?"
"I suppose you’re right... but still, you never know." I offered him a
slight smile, which he returned.
"Until then... I suppose we really do have to take care of this thing...
"
gesturing, a stack of papers materialized on the tabletop.
"Yeah... "
"It’s not that I wouldn’t enjoy you’re company, dear, but you know how
it is... "
"Of course! Like I said, we would never be able to stand each other!"
When I looked at him, though, I knew it was a lie.
"Well then... since we’re sure this is the best thing... " he produced a
quill and handed it to me. "Does everything seem to be in order?" I
glanced over the papers, raising an eyebrow at a statement which gave
him ownership of my Bowie collection. He grinned sheepishly and made it
disappear. Nodding in agreement, I swiftly added my signature to the
forms. Handing it over to Jareth, I watched as he did the same. Waving
a hand, they disappeared into whatever vault he had for safekeeping.
"I’ll send these out in the morning, myself." Nodding, I hoped he’d
follow through... it would be a little difficult to explain to my choir
director that one of our chaperons just happened to be my husband...
"Well, now that that’s done, I suppose it’s back to being friends."
"Friends," I added. "Good friends."
"How good?" he asked, his eyes sparkling.
"Very funny... and you say I can never be serious?"
"It just seems so appealing now that it’s so wrong... " he teased.
Chuckling, I shook my head and dived back into my food.
Later that night I walked into my room, humming softly. It had been an
interesting marriage... not bad for my first one. Oh, now that’s a
thought! Rolling my eyes, I gingerly slipped off the band on my left
ring finger and turned it in my hands, watching the light reflect off
its surface. Pressing it lightly to my lips, I hid it in my hiding
place, a small chest with a fake bottom. I whirled as I heard a gagging
noise.
"Thor!!!?"
"Why do you people always hafta be so sentimental?"
"Because being apathetic gets boring... what do you want?"
He grimaced expressively. "Jareth says that since you’re his ex, my
punishment includes doing manual labor for ya, too." I grinned at
that... now this could be fun! I would have to be careful, though; I
didn’t want him messing up any of my stuff. Thinking quietly for a few
moments, I chuckled as inspiration hit. Leaving my room briefly to get
what I needed from the bathroom, I returned and threw a twenty-four
pack of toilet paper at the goblin.
"I can’t think of anything right now... but you can take this and go
teepee some people in my acting class... start with the ones who stopped
coming, even when they were supposed to perform... " I grinned maliciously
at the thought. He nodded.
"But the trees are so tall! How am I supposed to get the stuff up
there!"
"That’s up to you... just do it!"
"Yes, yer Majesty... "
"You don’t have to use the title anymore, y’know."
"Yeah, well, Jareth says I should be on my best behavior with you."
Aww... I smirked slightly... he probably figured bugging me was his job. I
watched in amusement as Thor tried to carry the gargantuan package of
toilet paper as he disappeared. Man, now I couldn’t wait until my
acting final! Shaking my head in amusement, I wasn’t sure whether I was
looking forward to spending two weeks with Jareth, or frightened for
all of humanity. Grinning to myself, I flicked on some Bowie, realizing
that if I could stand being married to J, I could stand pretty much
anything.
***
4 - alternate version
I casually glanced up at J as I began to eat the wonderful meal he had
had made for our dining pleasure. I paused slightly as I watched the
candlelight dance in his eyes, and something deep inside me that had
been struggling to be kept bottled up during the past few days
resurfaced. At times it was almost an honor to have this entire little
incident happen... I vaguely wondered what it would be like to be his
wife... but I knew that I valued my freedom and had plenty of time to get
married if I so choose later in life. Besides, Jareth felt the same
way... we were simply two completely free spirits. But still... it did
have
its moments...
Absently, I smoothed the skirt of the sleeveless lavender gown I was
wearing before daring to speak.
"So... how have you been?" I asked, then realized how incredibly dumb
that sounded. He either didn’t mind or didn’t notice.
"I’ve been well... preparing for our trip, you know... " his voice faded
as
our eyes met. Sighing, I returned my gaze to my plate. It was so
difficult to deal with things sometimes...
"You know... we’ve managed to stay married for almost six days now... I
believe that’s a record for both of us. This deserves a toast."
Smiling, he conjured two glasses filled to the brim with peach wine. We
both took one look at them and winced... that was what had gotten us into
this situation in the first place! Smiling sheepishly, the king waved
his hand again, changing the contents to pure, crystal-clear water. "To
us."
I hesitated slightly before replying... did I want to acknowledge that
there might be mutual interest between us or not? Working up my nerve,
I decided that he probably knew as much, anyway.
"To us," I replied, letting my glass meet his with a musical clink.
Slowly I let myself sip my drink, trying to put from my mind what my
heart was feeling. As I set it back on the table and began to withdraw
my hand, Jareth suddenly reached out and took it. I moved my gaze to
meet his, wondering what on earth he was thinking... could it be the same
thing that I was? I momentarily lost myself in the intensity of his
gaze and the light circling of his fingertips against my wrist. Trying
again to obtain my hand, I began to pull away, but he leaned forward,
not about to let go.
"Jareth... " I sighed, averting my gaze. "I... I can’t. You know I
can’t."
"But why?" He wasn’t demanding, or pleading, or anything that I had
expected... merely wondering.
My old excuse came forward hard and fast. "For starters, I won’t until
I’m marri-" I was cut off as he smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah... that’s right, we are married."
"But one would never know it by our behavior... why don’t we do something
to remedy that... before we go through with the divorce."
"Because that would be as meaningless as a fling! I don’t want to maybe
end up getting married one day and then have to explain that I would’ve
waited but I accidentally got hitched to a Goblin King during my
freshman year of college! It’s not that I don’t want to, believe
me... it’s just my morals."
"I understand, dear, really I do... that aside, though, would you be
willing?" Just his voice was enough to bring my stare back to his eyes.
The word formed on my tongue slowly, though it came to my mind twice as
fast. Before I could get it out, though... my old apprehensions seized me.
"I don’t know... " He squeezed my hand lightly before standing.
"Why are you so slow to admit it? What’s stopping you besides what
you’ve already said?" Sighing, I stood and turned away, not knowing how
I could explain.
"It’s just... I doubt I could ever be a good match for anyone... "
"And why is that?" He was so close... so very close... I could feel his
breath against my neck.
"Because, well... I’m just not loving... I’m a regular ice queen, Jareth-"
"Liar... I’ve seen you when you’re with family, friends... when you’re
with
me. That’s not your real reason. What are you hiding?"
Looking down, I knew I really didn’t have to answer that, but there was
no reason why I shouldn’t. "Because... I just don’t think anyone would be
willing to love me in that way. I have tons of friends... a good
family... but well, let’s face it: I’m not drop-dead gorgeous... I’m
stubborn
as hell-" I stopped slightly as I felt his arms enfolding me... his hands
lightly glided down my arms, leaving light trails of fire behind.
"... not really out-going or introverted... have too wild an
imagination... I’m
not anything spectacular! I’m just me... " I inhaled sharply as he gently
took an earlobe between his lips and began to suck
ever-so-gently... shivering, I instinctively leaned back against him. His
voice and words strengthened and weakened me all at once.
"But love, that’s what makes you so appealing... you aren’t anyone
else... you’re you. Now... what is your real answer... if you had the
opportunity without losing your purity, would you?"
My answer came much more swiftly this time. "Yes. But I don’t see how-"
The words faded as he turned me to face him and offered me a crystal.
"This is the answer to our dilemma, dear. Once the spell is cast, we
are allowed to live out your wish... your dream... but as soon as we are
done... it becomes simply that: a dream... sheltered from reality forever.
So, we would have our night together, you would walk away with your
dignity, and I would continue the hunt, trying to convince you to give
in without such compromises... " I looked with wonder at the shimmering
sphere.
"You would do that for me?" He nodded quietly. "But why?" Nothing had
to be said... looking into his eyes, I received my answer immediately and
he received his. Wordlessly, he tossed the crystal up into the air
where it became a shower of magic. Looking around, I realized we were
in his room... a room that I had been in a few times before, but never for
this purpose. Along the walls, though, was a magical film, like the
shell of a crystal... he was keeping his promise.
My attention returned to him as he gingerly took my hand in his own and
began to lightly run his fingers over my palm. Blinking in surprise, I
wondered why I had never realized that such a simple action could be so
stimulating. Smiling softly, Jareth gently worked his way up my bare
arm and across my shoulder, stroking my skin lightly. My gaze became
trapped on his eyes as he reached the back of my neck and began to pull
me near. Tenderly, he kissed me, burying his hand in my hair and
pressing me to him. I couldn’t help but tremble openly as he guided my
mouth open, wrapping his other arm low around my back. Suddenly,
nothing seemed to matter except the rhythm of his heartbeat, his
breath...
He broke the connection only to move his mouth to my neck, and I sighed
with relief of desire finally being fulfilled and anticipation as his
tongue brushed lightly against my skin. Caught up in his presence, his
closeness, I didn’t hesitate to run my hands underneath his shirt,
hoping his generosity wouldn’t be wasted by my inexperience...
I backed away as I felt things change... then noticed that the Goblin King
had used his magic to rid himself of his clothes. Slightly startled,
but more excited and intrigued, I returned to his waiting embrace and
kissed him deeply. Slowly, deliberately he moved his hands to the
closure of my dress and all I noticed was the feeling of freedom and
open air as it hit the floor with a light rustle. As badly as I wanted
this, there was still a feeling deep inside that he was doing this to
get what he wanted... that there was no way he could possibly be doing it
just as much for me. I had read the posts and was familiar with his
need for pleasure at times... perhaps preserving my integrity was just so
he could finally boast that he had broken my will... well, since I was
going to emerge whole, so to speak, I could at least do him the favor
of fulfilling his needs, if it was what he wanted.
Before he had a chance to do anything else, I ran my hands up to his
shoulders and suddenly pressed him down on the bed. He gave a slight
sound of surprise, but that was quickly muffled by my mouth on his.
Slowly I moved my mouth to his neck, then moved to his chest, tracing
circles around his nipples with my tongue, relishing the soft moans he
let out in response. Covering him with kisses, I let my fingertips
dance over his exposed skin, lightly massaging away any tensions he
might have had. When I finally reached his waist he urgently pressed a
hand to my head, trying to rush me to go lower. I briefly raised my
gaze to meet his, giving him a wicked grin before tracing the slight
indentation of where his waistband had pressed into his skin with my
tongue. He shivered as I worked my way down, choosing instead to lick
down the crease of his thigh, prolonging the wait. Slowly I planted
open-mouthed kisses along his thigh, then worked my way up the other. I
knew it was killing him, but it was what he had wanted. Finally, when I
knew he absolutely couldn’t stand it any more, I moved my hands to his
organ and began stroking lightly. He quietly moaned as I gently took
him in, sucking and flicking him with my tongue... I was inexperienced,
yes, but not stupid. I had read enough labysmut to know exactly how to
go about this... Just as I felt that he was about ready to give, I
released him, pausing only momentarily to give a final, fleeting lap of
my tongue against his very tip... he moaned in protest and I slowly ran my
hands over his hips and brushed my tongue against the base of his
manhood before running it down his organ...
Suddenly, blinking, I realized I was in quite a different position... I
looked up to see Jareth staring down at me, his eyes filled with
emotion as he laid me back against the soft mattress and sea of
pillows. He leaned down and his lips brushed against my ear as he
whispered. "This is your dream as well, love... I’m flattered that you’d
do it all for me, but this spell is for you, as well." He raised his
mouth to meet mine again as he ran a hand over the undergarments I was
still wearing, causing them to vanish. Something inside me shuddered as
I realized I was more afraid of being loved than I was of loving...
He pulled back slightly and I blushed under his gaze. I relaxed
slightly, though, as he gave me a reassuring smile and bent to kiss
down my neck... I shivered fiercely as his fingertips lightly moved over
my breast, gently exploring and letting me become used to his magic
touch. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I didn’t hesitate to pull him
close as his mouth reached down to lightly suck on my nipple, his
tongue swirling unrecognizable patterns over my skin. Vaguely I
wondered why I had bothered to resist before, but any clear thought was
soon clouded over by a fog of pleasure. I relaxed and happily let him
take control as he moved his mouth across to my other breast, his hands
running down over my sides, leaving my skin tingling with warmth. I
shivered with anticipation as I noticed his hand working its way down,
then leaned my head back into the pillows and allowed a soft moan to
escape me as it found its destination. I was incredibly surprised as to
how great it really was... reading about it is one thing, but experiencing
it...
Jareth raised his gaze to look at me, his eyes smoldering, giving him
even more of a feline appearance. He kept his eyes fixed on mine as he
slowly began to move his fingertips along me, circling the flesh
between my legs with the utmost precision and tenderness... I finally had
to look away, it was sensory overload. Pleased with my reactions, he
slowly pressed his lips on the hollow between my breasts and slid a
long, passionate kiss down my middle, his fingers all the while never
stopping their magic. It was ironic... me, the one who always tries to be
dominant in any situation, suddenly gladly becoming submissive... me, one
who doesn’t like to admit weakness was suddenly gladly crying out at
his touches... me, the queen of stubborness was finally giving in... and
enjoying every bit of it.
My eyes were pleading as he moved his mouth closer... Jareth merely
grinned and passed the area his hands were stroking by, opting instead
to lick down my upper leg... then up the other... I could feel my body
shudder as he planted light, maddening kisses along my waistline,
gladly taking his time. Making me wait, because I had made him. I
whimpered as he removed his hands, sliding them to my hips... I didn’t
notice his head bending down to take their place...
My eyes flicked back under my eyelids as he began to lick and suck at
my clit, unable to keep my pleasure muted. His fingertips danced along
middle and reached up to lightly caress my breasts as molten fire
flowed through every part of me. It was almost too much when he ran his
tongue along the egde of my vagina, then slid it into me, teasing me,
telling me of things yet to come... all I could do was clasp my arms
tightly around him and hang on... he really was like a large cat... a cat
contentedly lapping at its cream...
When he knew I couldn’t stand the wait any longer, when he knew that I
just was going mad from pleasure he returned his lips to mine, and
entered. I increased my hold on him, nuzzling his neck lightly when a
sudden realization hit me... all I was feeling was pleasure... shouldn’t
there be some pain? Jareth chuckled at my quizical stare.
"This is a dream, remember? Even though it is real now... it still has
the qualities of a dream... " he managed, his voice almost all breath. I
nodded, my attention diverted as he slowly began to move within me,
stirring new pleasures, new emotions... when he finally sent fire through
me I let myself be taken away into a whole new meaning of pleasure...
******
I smiled tiredly and snuggled closer to him, laying my head lightly on
my husband’s chest and sighed when he wrapped his arms round me and
pulled me tight... we were both extremely pleased and extremely tired, but
that didn’t matter. We had reached a compromise, and what a compromise
it had been...
*****
When sunlight streaked through the window it seemed like it had been
ages since the night before... raising my head up I noticed that the magic
was gone from the room... and that Jareth and I were lying on a
neatly-made bed, both of us fully clothed. Yawning, he opened his eyes
and smiled at me as he rolled onto his side.
"As of now it was all a dream, love... part of the blessing and the curse
of such a spell... you are still as pure as you ever were... and the dream
is
enclosed in crystal... something to help you through those hard times... "
I nodded, knowing that for now it was more than enough to satisfy me.
"Yes, but I can assure you it was one of the best dreams I’ve ever
had."
"I agree," he whispered, lightly brushing his lips against mine. "We
do have to get going on the forms, though... " he said, and I could have
sworn I heard regret in his voice. Sitting up, he turned and gestured,
turning our evening clothes into comfortable satin robes. "These are
more suitable to face the morning in," he said, smiling as he helped me
out of bed. "I believe this is what you were looking for." I glanced
down at the crystal he had produced and watched it turn into the
paperwork. Nodding, I took it and glanced over everything... not one
selfish demand, not one silly request. Smiling, I took the offered
quill pen and added my signature before handing it to him. He quickly
signed his name and gestured, sending the papers to their destination.
"Thank you," I whispered. Understanding was evident in his eyes.
"Your welcome... well, I think we’ve worked up quite an appetite, how
about some breakfast?"
I chuckled at his wicked grin and let him lead me to a table that soon
offered quite a feast.
**************
Thor grumbled as he stomped up the stairs. Work! WORK!!! Of all the
things that could have possibly been punishments... he stopped at the
Queen’s door, the room she had used when she had spent a week at the
castle, presuming that was where she was.
"Come on, Queenie! Time to get up!!" He banged harder when there was
no answer. "RISE AND SHINE!!!!!!!"
"We’re up Thor, there’s no need to shout." The goblin turned and
nodded at the king standing in the open doorway behind him. His eyes
widened as he got a glimpse of who was standing behind the king,
though... surely it couldn’t be... !!!!
"Do you have a problem, Thor?" the Queen asked, giving him an amused
smirk.
"Uh..no, your Majesty!!! None at all!!! I just... I... I’m gonna go
downstairs and clean the throne room!!!" He turn and was so intent on
getting away that he tripped on the carpet and fell down the flight of
stairs at the end of the hall.
"Well... it’s been fun, but I suppose the honeymoon’s over, as they say,"
I said, turning to Jareth after we had eaten.
"Yes... but we can still be friends."
"Good friends."
"How good?" he asked, offering me a wicked grin. I rolled my eyes,
knowing that I still wouldn’t be able to escape his advances... our night
hadn’t really happened, if you looked at it from a realistic point of
view... but it was as real a dream I had ever had. I watched as he
vanished, and paused only to remove the band on my left ring finger and
put it in my small chest with the fake bottom. Turning, my gaze fell on
my stand-up of Luke Skywalker...
"Don’t worry, love... he may have had me in a dream, but I’d offer you
the real thing in a heartbeat," I said, smiling assuredly, hoping
Jareth wasn’t listening. Shaking my head, I knew our trip to Europe was
going to be interesting... he wouldn’t let me live this down any time
soon. Glancing around, I left my inner sanctum to find a suitcase. Now
was as good a time to pack as any.